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the tree believes |
mama died on monday i don't know my father at all she had a dream she was free but the pills, the pills, are all i see the tree believes in the sun all the leaves believe the tree i don't believe my own eyes if i could guess, they're full of lies mama died on monday she went out screamin somethin bout the devil i hear the stories, god and his glory but i don't know bout nothin at all the sand believes in the wind the dune sings in the shadows a hymn when there's destruction, we'll need a reason i'll need some lovin, i'll find me a woman mama died on monday i don't know my father at all i had a dream we were free the birds the birds are all i see |